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I dreamt that I was walking around in a massive cave. There were trails all through it and it was meant for exploring, and was safe for regular folks. Along the trail I suddenly come across a small blue plastic toy car, obviously made for a very young child. I am very fond of toys so I pick it up intending to save it. Then I come across many more. These, however, are much smaller and more detailed toy cars and trucks. They look like they have been dropped as they were scattered around and some on their sides (as opposed to having been hastily abondoned by a child who might have been playing with them). I decide I need to keep all of them, so I gather them all up, there had to have been between 7 and 10 little cars and trucks, and I jam them into my right pocket.
I keep walking along and I come to a place in the cave where there are all these little holes carved into the walls and in each hole someone has stored a small toy. I really only remember seeing cars, and I have found another car and picked it up and decided to put it in one of the holes in the wall. I do so with the feeling or regret as I really want to keep it. But there are other people here now and I don't want to be seen taking the toys, although I am unclear that they even belong to anyone.
I then notice a lot of people and there is an old man who approaches me as I am putting toys into the holes in the cave walls. I guess I found some more, but I forget, and he asked me some questions. I forget what they were, but he seems to be alluding to toys I might have in my pocket. I feel embarrassed about it, but instead of taking the toys out of my right pocket I reach into my left pocket and produce a handfull of these weird looking dice. They're a bit rounded on the edges and the dots on them look like they were just pressed in with a small point, like with a tooth pick. They might not have been dice, that's just the closest thing that they resembled. I show the man the dice, and I guess he's fooled. I don't want to give up the toys I had in my pocket and I am pretty sure he meant for me to take them out and fill the holes in the wall with them.
I rememeber walking away and shoving my hand back in my right pocket to feel around there to make sure all the toy cars and trucks were still safely there, they were.
Later in the same dream I am outside of the cave but looking desperately for my friends. I have my cell phone but it's about the run out of juice, and I wonder if I should try calling them. I feel like we've been seperated for a very very long time, and it's so crowded and there are so many people milling around that I am not so sure I will be able to find my friend. I feel betrated, somehow, angry, anxious and really just want to make contact, and at least let them know I am looking for them. I forget the number, and realize I can't even call if I wanted to.
I have a lot of dreams with toys and candy. They're a regularly recurring theme in my dreams, along with helicopters and diamonds. It is the case that I am very fond of toys. I just love them, and I have a strong feeling that I had something to do with them in a past life time, that I may have been a toy maker in particular or at least in someway shape or form had a great deal to do with toys, candy as well.
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I am in some out of town place, and a friend and myself are looking for a place to stay a night, but it seems we picked a bad day. EVery place was occupied. We finally run into someone my friend knows from a ways back and it turns out they have an apartment, and tell us we can have a room if there is a vacancy.
My friend, in this dream, keep changing between two different people I used to spend a lot of time with but do not anymore.
We arrive at the apartment, and the first thing I notice is the doors are all stacked three high immediately above one another and at least five wide, also immediately next to one another. And that each door, or well, most of them had the keys in the door handles just dangling out there.
I asked the owner if that was normal practice to just leave the keys in the door like that, but he doesn't answer me.
There were some doors without keys and I thought, they might be availible rooms, but it turns out I was wrong. The person invites us to stay in a room in their own apartment. I was okay with that.
We have to walk around to another side of the building and up a wide stair case to get to his apartment, it was a great deal larger, and not set right next to any other apartment.
Upon walking in I am alarmed that there are at least three nude men running around on their hands and knees like dogs. There is another man in the apartment, but he's dressed and sitting on a couch, apparently oblivious to the naken man dogs.
The man dogs immediately run up to us and bark...just like real dogs, and have these deleriously happy expressions on their faces. I keep wondering when they're going to stand up and say they're just kidding and respectfully go back to their rooms to put on their clothes. But this doesn't happen.
Tenatively myself and my friend enter the house and put our bags on the floor. We look at each other obviously thinking the same thing, which was, what the fucking hell is this shit?
The two owners look at us and seem to get the idea, and apologize for their rambunctious dogs and say they're just being playful. The second man rubs one of the man dog's heads.
I sit on the floor and just think about this. I sure don't want to stay here, it's just weird, and creepy, too.
The first man says he's just going to get something, and will be right back and to make ourselves comfortable. We both just stay sitting on the floor and watch while the man dogs race throught he house, and then playfully began humping the other man, who seemed to find that terribly amusing. That was pretty much the last straw, and I turn to my friend and I say to them.
I do not want to stay here, and without replying he picks up his one bag and dashes out the door, but before I can do the same the first man returns. I politely excuse myself and say I need to get something from the car. I pick up both my bags, and head out.
While I am still going down the stair case the first man comes out, he's complaining loudly, saying "don't think I don't know what's going on, how dare you judge me..." and he says some other stuff, and I am kind of freaked out because it's also the first time he's even acknowledging that I am even THERE.
I turn to look at him, and notice that there is a huge eye ball inside his mouth. I come back at him with that, and tell him THAT'S not Normal! And I aslo bring up his freaky creepy man dogs, but I don't remember exactly what I said. In any case he caught on that we were both just going to drive off without letting him know we were turning his offer down to stay in his apartment. He was pissed.
I did end up just leaving anyway, but I don't remember anything else.
Yesterday I went to my parents house, I took the day off, and my dad was going to give me his scroll saw. Over lunch my dad filled me in on the latest crazyness my brother's ex wife was putting him through, and the told me a story that the day care lady said that my neices were "humping" each other. My neices are three years old (they're non identical twins). I think this may have infleunced my dream, though it sure is bizarre.
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I had a whole lot to dream last night, and I will attempt to record all of it.
The earliest dream I remember I am outside of an apartment building and in the parking lot. I am supposed to go into someone else's apartment, but I forget why. I am holding on to the apartment key, which is not like our normal keys. It looks like four numeral ones stuck together in the middle and at 90 degree angles of each other, sort of. Before I get to the ground floor of the apartment building I accidently drop the key and a small piece of it breaks off when it bounces off the asphalt. In the split second I see the piece break off I hope I can follow it so I can find it again, because the iron key is almost the same color as the ground and will be otherwise very hard to find.
Luckily I find the broken piece right away, but then I notice the ground is covered with similar looking keys. There must be hundreds of them, and although they are not identical to each other, they all appear to be based on the same design, four number 1's, or possibly 2's stuck together in the middle and at 90 degree angles. I wonder what all those keys go to, but some how I think the ground is exactly where they all are supposed to be.
I recently bought an herbal supplement that is supposed to enhance dreaming, and the dreams I am about to record are those dreams I had after taking it.